You go spooky in a band

Son, I'm thirty

I only went with your mother

'cause she's dirty

And I don't have

a decent bone in me

what you get is

just what you see, yeah

I see, so... I take it freely

and all the bad

piss-ugly things that feed me

I never help

or give to the needy

come on and see me

Yippee-ippee

aye-aye-ay-yay-yay

I had to crucify

some brother today

And I don't dig

what you gotta say

so, come on and say it

come on and tell me twice

I said, Dad... you're a shabby

you run around

and groove like a baggy

You're only here

just out of habit

all that's mine

you might as well have it

You take ten-feet back

and then stab it

spray it on and tag it

So, sack on me

I can't stand the needy

you get around here

if you're askin', you're feelin'

Yippee-ippee

aye-aye-ay-yay-yay

I had to crucify

somebody today

And I don't dig

what you gotta say

so, come on and say it

well, come on

and tell me twice

So, sack all the needy

I can't stand to leave it

you come around here

and you put both your feet in

Yippee-ippee

aye-aye-ay-yay-yay

I had to crucify

somebody today

And I don't hear

what you gotta say

so, go on and say it

Yippee-ippee

aye-aye-ay-yay-yay

I had to crucify

some brother today

And I don't hear

what you gotta say

so, come on and say it

and come on

and tell me twice